Ding Tiantian is a public figure after all, and the longer this state of refinement lasts, the greater the impact will be.

And the advertising film recording of the Friendship Clothing Group is imminent, and in her state, it is really possible to delay things.

So Wu Tao came up with this rut, which can be regarded as a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Soon, brushes, ink, and rice paper were thoroughly spread out on the coffee table.

Shi Qianxue looked at Shi Qianmei for a while, and Wu Tao for a while, the meaning was self-evident: This move, okay?

Wu Tao couldn't help but be proud, writing and calligraphy can be said to be one of the biggest differences between ancient people and modern people.

In the TV series, those calligraphy brushes and inks are usually written by someone.

So this Ding Tiantian has a hand, and Bacheng wants to play.

Just thinking about it, Ding Tiantian had already picked up the brush, habitually holding the pen in one hand, pulling up the sleeve with the other, skillfully dipping it in ink, while letting the bristles drink the ink, while looking at the pattern of the rice paper, pondering the position of the pen.

Seeing that Ding Tiantian was slow to write, the sense of anticipation in Wu Tao's heart suddenly rose.

Once this method works, Ding Tiantian will not need to worry too much about it if he gets sick again in the future.

The next moment, the brush, which had been full of ink, quickly crossed over to the upper left corner of the rice paper, and the pen was accurately placed, and then the pen began to walk up.

You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky......

"Good calligraphy!" Shi Qianmei was the first to praise sincerely. Shi Qianxue was even more completely stunned.

As for Wu Tao, he couldn't believe his eyes, looked at the elegant calligraphy, and then looked at Ding Tiantian, who was light and breezy, could this really be the talented woman Ziwei leaning over?

Ding Tiantian writes faster and faster, and the more he writes, the smoother he becomes.

The work of that pen is almost the same as that of a calligrapher.

After a while, Ding Tiantian stopped writing, raised his head and clapped his hands, "Erkang, what do you think?"

Papapapa, Wu Tao couldn't say anything except applauding in confusion.

"Erkang, don't make fun of me, I know it's still a bit far from a great talent like you. It's okay, just say it!"

"Really good. Wu Tao praised sincerely: "At least I have nine successful bottoms." ”

"Bragging!" Shi Qianxue said silently.

Ding Tiantian grabbed Wu Tao's hands in surprise and said, "Really? Really? It's just great." ”

Suddenly, Wu Tao felt some calluses between his tentacles, and when he opened Ding Tiantian's hands, he found that the original white jade fingers had been ground into thick calluses.

This callus was never available before, and it must have been sharpened in the past six months.

For a while, Wu Tao's heart was flooded with monstrous waves.

In order to experience the role and substitute the role, Ding Tiantian paid such a big price just for this beautiful calligraphy calligraphy.

And in order to play the role to the greatest extent, I really don't know how much effort she has put in silently!

It's no wonder that she fell into this fine problem that can't be played, she is too attentive and too studying.

For a while, the crying, laughing, and helplessness in Wu Tao's heart, which she mistook for Er Kang, were all gone.

Instead, we must cure Ding Tiantian's problem, accompany her out of this process, and witness the moment of professional sublimation together.

Wu Tao believes that victory must belong to her, this persistent silly white sweet girl.

In fact, not only Wu Tao was deeply moved, but even the Shi Qianmei sisters who were watching were also full of emotion.

Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion.

And the Beijiang girl in front of her was born for those classic roles in the film and television industry.

It's so respectable.

After being touched, Wu Tao was not in a hurry to find a way to wake up Ding Tiantian.

Anyway, this state is also a kind of self-protection rest for her.

As long as she rested, she naturally walked out.

So Wu Tao simply let Ding Tiantian go, and she did whatever she wanted.

It was a winter night with the first snow, and it was exceptionally cold. Shi Qianxue hugged her futon and walked in reluctantly.

As a maid serving in front of the tent, she could only lay on the floor.

As a result, she didn't expect Ding Tiantian to wave at her and give up the position next to her.

Wu Tao was stunned, "How can a maid sleep in the same bed with Miss?" This is really a bit out of line with the plot, so much so that Wu Tao wonders if Ding Tiantian's current state can be pretended.

"It's okay, Erkang. The beds here are much larger than those in the palace, more than enough to sleep three people. It's winter, and it's easy to get sick when you sleep on the ground. Ding Tiantian said with a sympathetic face.

Shi Qianxue suddenly felt like she was on the verge of amnesty, "I know that Gege loves the slave the most!" After speaking, she glared at Wu Tao fiercely.

Wu Tao was also drunk, and it was only a long time before Shi Qianxue entered the play, and the lines were so slippery.

Although it is said that the three of them are in the same room and sleep in the same bed, it is actually not a pleasure for Wu Tao.

In my own house, there has been no smell of women for a long time.

Now that there are two of them, how can people afford this?

Besides, as soon as he remembered the last time he was in the same bed with Ding Tiantian, his little heart couldn't help but thump.

How can people sleep with this?

Wu Tao wanted to sleep farther, but Ding Tiantian hugged his arm and sandwiched it in the soft two soft meats, and he couldn't pump it away if he wanted to.

However, Ding Tiantian fell asleep quickly, and there was a satisfied smile on her pretty face with her beautiful eyes closed.

Anyway, as long as she can rest well and recover as soon as possible, even if she fights for it to stay up all night, what's the matter?

Wu Tao didn't know when he fell asleep, anyway, after he regained Ding Tiantian's quilt that was snatched away by Shi Qianxue several times in a row, he couldn't bear it, so he fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up early in the morning, I realized that I didn't know when I had slept in the middle.

On the right, Ding Tiantian pillowed his arm, sleeping sweetly, and on the left, Shi Qianxue put her legs on her belly, and she was in a good dream.

And in the middle is an uncontrollable passion, a pillar of optimus!

After eating breakfast early in the morning, Shi Qianxue, the maid, found an excuse to go to work.

It didn't take long for Tang Yan and Chen Yue to come and ask about last night's situation, with a vigilant attitude.

Fortunately, with Shi Qianxue by his side, Wu Tao also answered openly.

After a few people played for a while, Ding Tiantian actually walked out of the play again.

This play without warning made everyone puzzled for a while.

Not only that, but I don't know anything about what happened last night, it's a blank.

Finding a pattern is a bit tricky.

Wu Tao and Tang Yan had a total of a while, and they could only go with the flow.

Immediately, the four of them got into the car together, ready to take advantage of Ding Tiantian's sober moment to attend the advertising endorsement signing ceremony of the Friendship Clothing Group.